this is the way it goes.

Where all my layers can become reeds.



All my limbs can become trees

LOOK WHAT DROPPED TODAY. liquorlip loaded gun // sticky fingers

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daughter//smother

I’m wasted, losing time
I’m a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we’re not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator

I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
to lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What at mess I leave
To follow

In the darkness I will meet my creators
They will all agree, I’m a suffocator

Suffocator
Oh no
I’m sorry if I smothered you
I sometimes wish I’d stayed inside
My mother
Never to come out
sticky fingers playing in coolangatta #100happydays

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Full moon at sunrise - Colorado, USA (by dcstep)

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Full moon at sunrise - Colorado, USA (by dcstep)

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I can’t even pretend like I can listen to this without laughing.

OMYGOD

OH MY GOD I CHOKED

whAT IS THIS IM CRYAING

This is the theme song to my life.

A for effort

i know i just reblogged this, but i had to again….IT GENIUS

OMFG NOT AGAIN MY EVERYTHING HURTS

hi this is me reincarnated into song form

THE SONG OF MY PEOPLE.

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